PROPOSAL

by Jeannie ©

I managed to get Jack onto his back and my knees up by his ribs without breaking the connection. This is my favorite position, it gives me control; it also gives me what feels like an extra two inches. I can swing my hips from side to side to stir him around inside me and modulate the pressure on my tender clit against his pubic arch as I pony ride him back and forth. Then I can raise up on my knees until just the rosy head separate my lips before bearing down to feel him slide in and fill me all the way up to my navel. I love that feel.As I feel climax approaching, I sit up straight and lean back to force the tip of Jack's rod against my G spot and I come - and come - and come. Woweee!

This time, as I lay panting on Jack's chest, there seemed to be an excessive amount of moisture at our point of union so I raised myself slightly to peek down to where the so-recently rigid member was slipping out of my pussy.

"You son of a bitch!" I shrieked. "You didn't wear a rubber." Jack just grinned at me.

I'd just come off my period so I knew the chances of getting caught were pretty slim but I wasn't about to let him off easily. Besides, you know what they call people who use that kind of birth control - 'parents'.

I sat up, still squatting on him to keep as much as possible of his fading manhood stuffed into my puss. "You've probably knocked me up. What am I going to do?"

Jack reached under his pillow. "I guess you'll just have to wear this." He flipped the lid of a little box to display a sparkling diamond mounted on a white gold ring nestled in a fold of velvet. "Then if you you're late your friends will just smirk and make humorous remarks."

"And if I'm not pregnant?" I pouted.

"Then I guess we'll have to try again." Jack laughed. "Maybe not right away. We should wait until we have our degrees and a job before really working at it."

I leaned over and kissed him. "It's nice to know you're not marrying me for sex. You already know I'm available on thirty second notice."

"Yeah, you're the sort of thing I'd like to keep around the house for when I'm too tired to go chasing." He quipped.

I held the ring up to the light. "I suppose this means I'd better not screw anyone else this month. If I am knocked up it would be nice to be sure who's the father." I’d had but two other men in my young life and could not foresee ever wanting anyone but Jack inside me but this was an issue of principal and I wanted it on the table (the issue that is).

Jack’s eyes twinkled. “Yeah, I suppose you’d better count on getting all your sex from me for the next few weeks.”

I gave him a playful punch and he slipped out completely. "Well, it'll take some effort but I suppose I can hold off for a few weeks."

“And then?” Jack was serious.

“I don’t know.” I too was serious. “My own parents separated for a while when I was still young and I think it was because their sex life had become routine. I wouldn’t want that to happen to us.”

“Steak and potatoes every day can lose its taste without an occasional sweet for dessert.”

I nodded. “Something like that.”

“Well, my pet, I promise to try never to become possessively jealous. It would be better that you help yourself to a serving from the pastry cart than build up resentment that you have no options.”

I slipped the ring onto my finger. “Well sir, with such terms I have little choice but to accept your proposal. Now you close your eyes and get a little sleep to build up your strength. You’re going to need it.”